http://right-handed.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] right-handed.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2007-08-14 12:56 am

Day 26: Cafeteria, Lunch

Scar felt cold and sick, though more the latter than the former. As he rose from his bed, he didn't quite know which way was up, and the artificial light coming from overhead seemed as hot and as blinding as the Ishbal sun.

His head hurt, but that was nothing new. After all, the last thing he remembered from the night before was fighting a homunculus off of Lust and then having a conversation about events best left forgotten. The man hadn't been his brother. He just hadn't. And if what Lust had said they'd done to her was true...

Scar stood with shakiness that he wanted to attribute more to a bizarrely weakened physical state than a mental one. Had he been knocked out by some kind of lurking monster before the morning had come? He felt as if he had been out for days, being a veteran of such circumstances, though as he took the practiced role of being an obedient follower behind the nurse and orderlies that came for him, it didn't seem as if much had changed.

This place was probably just playing tricks on him again, and he was tired of being the man left out of the loop. He grabbed some food he didn't really care for and sat down, not seeing anyone he knew already seated. On one hand, he wished he had someone to talk to, and on the other, it scared him that he was no longer used to being alone.

He dug his fork into his food and tried to block out any related thought.

[identity profile] braidless.livejournal.com 2007-08-17 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
"A lot of people seem to know friends here," Obi-Wan said. "It's troubling. I can't imagine Martin Landel doesn't have a very specific purpose for it." As to what it was, he could only guess. Whatever the reason, however, Obi-Wan was certain that it wasn't anything good.

He couldn't help but laugh a little at Renji's next statement. It was good that the red-haired man was able to not get so hung up on the fact his friends came from his future. Obi-Wan wasn't sure if he could just tell everyone not to bother 'bringing him up to speed' so easily.

"Well, there's something to be said for not knowing too much about one's own future," the Jedi said after a moment. He supposed he would have dug around more about the Star Wars story if he'd wanted to know everything that badly. Either way, he suspected his own reasons were different than Renji's.

"Multiple realms of existence?" Obi-Wan echoed, his eyebrows raising a little. "Interesting." He'd heard of similar beliefs in other cultures, of course, but it sounded like such a thing was as common-place to Renji as multiple planets were for him. "I can't imagine it would be easy to travel freely between those, though."

He'd gathered that reiatsu was Renji's word for the Force. It was intriguing to see how other Force-sensitives who were unrelated to the Jedi interpreted their abilities. "Despite our differences, I do believe there are some common threads we share," he said with a small smile. "And, yes, you'd be surprised at how ugly things can get sometimes. Or, maybe not, depending on what kind of world you come from. Actually, I'd just gotten done resolving a rather violent dispute between the Trade Federation and a planet before waking up here."

Obi-Wan thought he might have heard the name Ichimaru somewhere, but he couldn't say he was familiar with the man. "I've never met him," he admitted. "But if you've had problems with him in the past, it might be wise to put them aside until the situation here gets resolved."

He gave a dry smile. "I don't think 'complicated' even scratches the surface where this place is concerned."
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[personal profile] norainu 2007-08-17 01:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Knowing what'll happen before it happens... kinda sucks the joy out of life, I'd think," Renji said. He chuckled. "Once I got told that everyone was still alive, I didn't want to know any more. So it is kind of nice to not have to worry about certain things."

He shook his head. "It's impossible for most. There's a couple ways to do it, like we have jigoku butterflies to guide us. But otherwise... you'd have to have someone that could open a gate, and then the space between worlds would try to eat you anyway. It's not real friendly." He gave Obi-Wan a curious look. "I'm having a hard time imagining how it'd be easy to travel between whole planets, though. Are they just really close together or something? Or is it like those airplane things, the ones that can go faster than sound?" There was a hint of almost boyish enthusiasm in that question.

"What kind of dispute?" Renji asked. Now that the conversation had dragged him out of his moment of self-pity, he was very curious. "I... can't really imagine how things like that would work. I mean, I bet it's like that in my world, just one a smaller scale because it's just one place, but... I never really spent much time there."

He rubbed his forehead, frowning about Ichimaru. "I'm going to leave him alone," he said. "I doubt the Captain will." He sighed. "And I'm really not one to run that kind of interference. I'm no peace keeper, much less a peace maker."